We have tawny owls in our garden regularly but, being a night hunter, we only occasionally see them flying over.  We often hear them during the night and quite often during the day.  Their daily calls usually prompt a search of the trees and, until now, I’ve only imagined them sitting high up in next door’s conifer, under which I often find owl pellets.  Yesterday, I heard a call, took my bins and scanned around.  There, in David’s cherry tree was the caller, sitting in the open, watching me between her dozing, and affording me a nice picture.  The next evening, she was showing nicely tucked alongside the trunk of a big sycamore but, this morning, I disturbed her sitting next to my tawny owl box, which for the past 5 years or so has been occupied by pigeons.  I photographed her at 9.30am and she had a rodent in her claws.  So late in the morning, I’m thinking she’s feeding young and I hope they’re in my owl box.  Tonight I’m putting out my camera trap to see.